#applemuses

[mvndrvke-archive]

@applemuses said : ‘ Well, nobody’s perfect. ‘ (Clovis/Cecil)

“I mean that’s true, but I don’t think Chiron will accept  that  as an excuse for me breaking the railing in the Big House.” Cecil looks down at  the piece of  wood in his hand. “I just wanted to slide down the bannister like in the movies.”

[feral-leader]

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show the cat show the cat show the cat

// There ya go~ 

[fierceathlete-a]

@applemuses // continued from here

“Ah, sorry, was that a little sudden?” she mumbled, glancing over at Quentin, “I wouldn’t usually ask but it’s been a while. My mom used to do it for me and. . . I guess it’s been a while.”

The ginger doesn’t usually talk about her family, trying her best to keep focused on the here-and-now. It’s a bit of a defense mechanism so that she won’t get sad or worried. Meg isn’t really sure why she’d even mentioned it tonight. Perhaps it was the fact that it was so late and she was tired or maybe a small part of her felt the need to explain the request. After all, she rarely took her hair out of its braids and when she did, the athlete had always been adamant that only the girls could help her brush her hair out before tying it right back up.

She was just going to blame it on the sleep deprivation, nothing else. That was the only reason she’d asked. Even so, she said, “You don’t have to. I’m sure you must be tired. I didn’t wake you up, did I?”

[losingmagnetism]

“BUT you stood by my side....night after night, night after night.” 

sc.// @applemuses // loved me back to life by celine dion 

[riftmeanewverse]

applemuses replied to your post “this is a callout post for @byersmom & @losingmagnetism for...”

pretty sure it's called sharing a brain cell

no no they literally told me to deafen myself in voice chat so they could coordinate it lmfao

but also yes they share one brain cell and pass it between each other

[bemoremuse]

@applemuses | from jeremy

      “Uh-- Hey, Brooke,” Jeremy started, a tad more awkward than he would’ve liked. As soon as he saw her Halloween night flashed through his mind in half a second before bringing him back to reality. An ‘I’m sorry’ sat on his tongue, itching to crawl out but like every other time he saw her Jeremy held it down. He didn’t know how to approach it anyway what with how her first words to him out of the hospital were ‘I’m still mad at you’. ...That and the whole super computer from Japan thing, he couldn’t explain how that contributed either.

      “You, um, what’re you-- up to?” 

[frenzystoked-aa]

@applemuses   asketh:

🎯

POSSIBLE AND EVENTUAL OUTCOMES had Joey not been taken by the fog.

prison for the selling and / or possession of drugs or murder.

prison for something worse. 

murdered.

killed by a rival gang.

overdosed? 

he has the tendency to go fucking free running while on something that can potentially make his heart stop from the exertion. 

A rapper and / or deep seeded in the drug business.

[bladebearer]

@applemuses liked here for a Survivor!Joey starter!

-- This was the worst thing about this damn place. Coming face to face with one of the people he knows-- or that he used to know. He wasn’t so sure of it now.

This whole situation shouldn’t be happening...he should have been with them.

The night it all happened Joey had stayed behind, obligations keeping him home as he had to care for his sister while their parents were out of town again. The others had tried to talk him into joining them but he declined. Then things took a turn. Susie had called him from the Lodge crying about something having gone wrong, and Joey could hear the sounds of Frank and Julie yelling in the background. His sister was asleep...but by the time he reached the lodge a thick fog had rolled over the scene. No matter how hard he tried to find the others he couldn’t. He would have frozen if he hadn’t found a campfire.

But now he knows he would have been better off not finding that campfire at all. He’s got a pallet between himself and the other, ready to pull it down if anything was to go bad but...he can’t help himself. He has to try and reach out, try and get them to see sense. “Please...Please just think about this..”